"Oh, Miss Phillips saw to that! She can get anything she wants!" returned Marjorie.
"I hope we beat Miss Martin's team, or we'll feel rather blue. And think of so much in one day—a hockey game with them, and a dinner and a dance with the Boy Scouts! And all the day before we go home for Thanksgiving!"
"Who's your other letter from, Lil?" asked Marjorie, noticing the envelope unopened on the table.
"Oh, I forgot! And I ought to be ashamed. It's from mama."
She read a few lines and her face lighted up happily. "Marj," she said, looking up shyly, "mama and papa want you to spend the Thanksgiving holidays with us. Can you? Oh, please——"
Marjorie threw her arms about Lily, squeezing her for joy.
"I'd love to! I've never been in New York. Oh, if father and mother will only let me!"
"We'll go to the theater, and ride on the bus—and maybe invite John and Dick there for dinner—and—and——!"
Marjorie let go of her room-mate, and went over to her desk. "I'm going to write home this very minute," she announced, and seated herself to begin the task.
The Boy Scouts had included thirteen girls of the hockey squad in their invitation, and Miss Phillips, of course. Twelve of these girls were Girl Scouts; Alice Endicott, who had not yet made up her chemistry laboratory work, was still outside of Pansy troop.